This Week in the Woods: Weekend Adventures in the Near North

When we left, the morning quiet enfolded the city like a mantle despite the lateness of the hour. After stopping briefly to watch a ship make its way through Burlington Canal. we drove until we were out of the city, then through another, and then another. When we were finally free of the lingering smog, … Continue reading This Week in the Woods: Weekend Adventures in the Near North

The Quiet Art of Morning Time

They gather around the table, these three girls of mine. It's the thing that pulls us together in the morning—a spread of mismatched china plates, usually bearing artfully arranged finger foods. There is always some sort of fruit, and often there are cucumber slices and carrots, crackers and cheese, kielbasa and treats. Sometimes I gently … Continue reading The Quiet Art of Morning Time